Red is the colour of passion,
The colour she died her hair.
Orange is the colour of a carnation,
So pure and so fair,
Yellow is the colour of Happiness,
The joy and glee in a smile.
Green is the colour of nature,
So fresh and refreshing.
Blue is the colour of sadness,
When you need a helping hand.
Indigo is the colour underneath your eyes,
When you stay up late with those you love.
Violet is the colour of her ribbon,
When she leaves your room at dawn.
Love is beautiful, Love is special.
Don't let it go by you.
COME TO PRIDE
Find yourself
Jun 2, 2017
Jun 2, 2017 at 1:55 PM UTC
Red is the colour of passion,
The colour she died her hair.
Orange is the colour of a carnation,
So pure and so fair,
Yellow is the colour of Happiness,
The joy and glee in a smile.
Green is the colour of nature,
So fresh and refreshing.
Blue is the colour of sadness,
When you need a helping hand.
Indigo is the colour underneath your eyes,
When you stay up late with those you love.
Violet is the colour of her ribbon,
When she leaves your room at dawn.
Love is beautiful, Love is special.
Don't let it go by you.
COME TO PRIDE
Find yourself